Kind of a funny story, I guess. I was chillin at my house when I got a phone call from a friend asking me if I wanted to go to the movies in a little bit with her and two of my other friends. So I was like yeah for sure. And then she asked me if I wanted to toke up before we went and of course I agreed. I guess it might just be me, but usually when I ask if somebody wants to smoke, that means I have weed. So we're cruising to the theater and my friend asks me if I brought my bowl. I didn't. We're right next to walmart so we cruise over there to get a pop can to make a little shitty pipe. We get a pop can, pop a few holes in it, etc, to make a pipe. We're cruising to the theater and my friend is like so are we gonna smoke or what? So I'm like yeah I'm down. Let's toke. So my friend hands me the magazine and is like here, you can break it up on this. So I'm like alright, just sitting there, waiting for someone to hand me some weed to break up. A good five minutes of silence and now I'm getting kind of impatient so I'm like, "dude are you gonna give me the weed to break up or what?" He looks at me and he's like, "what? I don't have any weed... i thought you did..." "no, i assumed you did since you guys called me" Reading this over, I realize this is a pretty lame story, but has a nice lesson. Make sure you understand who has weed and who doesn't, so you don't end up driving thirty miles and then finding out that nobody has any smoke. It was a good movie though...
ya i would been like "well than......well.....looks like your walkin your happy ass home now doesnt it!" hahah man that shit is gay.
nice. I live by the "sharing is caring" rule so I smoke out my friends/neighbors/pothead friends alot but one night one of their friends calls me and is like "Let's smoke ganja!". First off, I KNOW she doesn't have any, and never will so i blew her the fuck off. I know what u feel dude, moochers fucking suck.
I know it might seem like they come off as moochers, but they're actually not. That is the only time that they have asked me that. We go back, except for one of them. They're friends of mine. I can't really say that I've ever been mooched. I mean, they might have tried it that once, but there wasn't anything to mooch off, haha. Everybody I have had a session with has smoked me out, which is tight because it becomes one huge circle of sharing. It's like an endless weed cycle. If you're low or dry, you have a good chance of people helping you to fix that problem. Getting ripped the fuck off... well, let's just say that's a different story...